"Seth, I have yearbook today so you have to stay after since I'm on this
whole house arrest slash constant supervision thing." Abby turned back to
her brother and Ryan in the hallway.
"Yeah, I'll be in the library or something. Meet me at the car when you're done." Seth replied. Ryan motioned that he had to turn into the classroom. Seth waved. Abby nodded and turned back around, going left when they came to the intersection of hallways. Seth took a right, and almost ran into Summer Roberts. It'd been a while since they'd last spoken; a week at least. "Hey, Summer." He greeted catching up to her.
She ignored him for a moment. "I thought we weren't talking to each other ever again?"
"Nope, we are talking. That's the problem we had. Not enough talking." He set her straight.
"Sometimes I think you talk enough for both of us, Cohen." Summer replied as the both rounded another corner together.
"So, we're headed to biology. How are you doing in biology, Summer?"
"I'd be doing better if I had a good lab partner." She smirked cockily at him as they entered the classroom and the bell rang. They walked to separate tables as they entered. Seth sat down comfortably next to Anna; Summer found a seat next to her lab partner.
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The bell rang, and Abby hurried to her next class. She came swooping around a corner and ran headlong into someone. All her books fell to the floor, and they both bent down to pick them up.
"I'm sorry." She muttered looking up.
"It's fine. It's my fault." Ryan replied looking at her. Without looking, he placed a hand down to pick up her books. He felt her hand under his, and for a second it lingered there. He was screaming at himself in his head that he had to lift his hand, but he was paralyzed. He could tell she was too. He managed to pick up all her books and she held them close to her chest again.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Where are you headed?" He asked.
"I'm-I'm going to lunch. You?" She replied using that patented Cohen stutter.
"I am too." Ryan replied. "We can walk together." He smiled a little. Abby's heart fluttered a bit. Was this really happening? They walked along together for a while, silent. "So, I know you have a crush on me." He got it out as fast as he could. She stopped dead in her tracks. He turned around to face her. "It's very flattering, but you know of course it can never happen? I mean we are practically brother and sister." He was surprised at how well he was dealing with this.
"How did you find out?" She asked smiling a bit.
"Seth fell face first into your journal apparently. And it would have killed him not to tell me. But in his defense, if he hadn't have told me that little hand incident would have tipped me off." He looked straight into her eyes.
"Well, I'm sorry." She looked at her feet.
"Don't be sorry. It's normal. You're a really sweet girl Abby, and I don't want this to come between us. Don't hesitate to talk to me just because of this." He smiled. "Now, are you going to lunch or not?"
"Yeah, I am." She smiled back and in that instant stopped seeing him as a potential boyfriend. That statement he'd made was very brotherly. He'd obviously been trained well by Seth. They walked the rest of the way to lunch, got in line, and took their trays over to the table where Marissa, Seth, Summer and Anna were already seated.
"Where were you guys?" Marissa asked as she kissed Ryan.
"We were just talking." He smiled at her, sat down and looked straight across the table to Seth. His eyes told Seth everything. Ryan had that kind of eyes. Seated on either side of Seth were Anna, and Summer respectively. He really needed to choose. He was a one woman man, stuck between to fabulous girls. How would he ever choose?
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Yearbook was not the coolest activity to be involved in, but it was certainly better than the chess club. Abby sat cross legged listening to the editor that was speaking. She was talking about something to do with adding pictures to the layout. Abby wasn't really listening.
She scanned the opposite side of the room and saw that most of the other faces in the room showed as much boredom as hers. She locked onto one face, just one out of the crowd. She didn't know his name, but his facial features caught her eyes, and he appeared to be staring right back at her. She blushed, tipped her head down in a shy way and tucked some hair behind her ear. He shifted forward in his seat and smiled. She never took her eyes off him, even as she tipped her head.
The editor stopped talking and some general comments were made by people scattered sparsely throughout the room. When the meeting was adjourned, Abby gathered her things, and carefully put them back into her shoulder strapped backpack. The boy from the other side made his way up, moving ever closer to her desk. She snapped her bag shut and began to stand up as he approached.
"Hi." He began, his blue eyes twinkling. "I'm David. You're Abby, right?" His eyes were such a close match to his blue polo shirt, and jeans. He looked excellent.
"Yes. I am Abby; Abby Cohen." She smiled. His face was vaguely familiar to her, but she couldn't place it.
"I just wanted to say hello, that you look awesome today." He replied.
"Thanks." She beamed.
"Listen, I was wondering if you'd like to do something on Friday."
"I-I'd love to but," She remembered her punishment. "I can't. I'm kind of grounded for like the next fifteen days or something. I kind of threw this wild party, and it didn't go over so well with my parents." They started to walk down the hall together.
"I was there. Some of my friends made me go. It's not really my scene, so I just kind of hung over in the corner. That's where I first saw you."
"So you've seen me at my worst. That's a comforting thought." She stated rather sarcastically.
"It didn't matter what happened there. I can see there's more to you than that."
"Wow." Abby was impressed. Guys were generally denser than that.
"I'd still like to go out with you sometime. Maybe we can work on a yearbook page together?" He smiled.
"Yeah, I'd like that. Umm, here's my cell phone number. Give me a call sometime and we can figure something out." She scribbled her number on a scrap of paper and handed it to him.
"You mean you can use the phone?" He took the paper, and glanced at it surprised.
"Yeah, I just can't go out."
"All right, then. I'll call you." He replied. She waved and she walked up the hallway to the library. She had a feeling Seth would still be there, even though he said he'd be at the car by now. She had a new bounce in her step that she hadn't felt in a long time. Excitement, she thought.
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"What do you want, Cohen?" Anna demanded as he dragged her by the sleeve across the library. Summer was seated in one of those comfortable reading chairs and he plopped Anna down in the one beside her.
"What is up, Cohen?" Summer pleaded angrily with him. The two of them sat there for a minute, watching Seth as he thought of the words to say.
"Here goes. I like you both, A LOT. But I can't have you both, so I need to pick one of you. Now I don't mean to make you feel like ice cream flavors, but it's just so hard. Summer, you have been in my dreams since childhood. Anna, you are so awesome in every way; funny and clever and very intellectually compatible with me. But Summer, you are so beautiful and you finally talk to me. Can I mess that up? I have come to one conclusion and one conclusion only. I'm incapable of choosing." Summer and Anna looked at each. They were both really confused. "Now Ryan seems to think that I should go with Anna, while Marissa I think, feels I should choose Summer. Well, there goes that option. Can't ask my friends; no definite answers. So what is the only way to choose? We each have to go on a real, sincere date. No drinking coffee in the pool house, and no laundry. Does that sound realistic? 'Cause I've put a lot of thought into this, I hope it makes sense."
Summer and Anna looked at each other again. "Yes." They said in unison.
"Great! Who's free Saturday?"
"I could be." Anna smiled.
"What about Friday?" Seth asked
"I suppose I am." Summer retorted.
"Good, it's settled then. Summer, I'll be by to pick you up at seven. Wear something nice. Meeting is adjourned."
Abigail came skipping up behind him, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Anna! Hey Summer! Are you ready to go Seth?" She smiled at her brother.
"Ah, yeah let's go." He was flabbergasted by her level of happiness. Something excellent must have happened. He raised his eyebrows at Anna and she smiled. The two left the library, and drove straight home. Respectively, they had a lot to think about.
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"Yeah, I'll be in the library or something. Meet me at the car when you're done." Seth replied. Ryan motioned that he had to turn into the classroom. Seth waved. Abby nodded and turned back around, going left when they came to the intersection of hallways. Seth took a right, and almost ran into Summer Roberts. It'd been a while since they'd last spoken; a week at least. "Hey, Summer." He greeted catching up to her.
She ignored him for a moment. "I thought we weren't talking to each other ever again?"
"Nope, we are talking. That's the problem we had. Not enough talking." He set her straight.
"Sometimes I think you talk enough for both of us, Cohen." Summer replied as the both rounded another corner together.
"So, we're headed to biology. How are you doing in biology, Summer?"
"I'd be doing better if I had a good lab partner." She smirked cockily at him as they entered the classroom and the bell rang. They walked to separate tables as they entered. Seth sat down comfortably next to Anna; Summer found a seat next to her lab partner.
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The bell rang, and Abby hurried to her next class. She came swooping around a corner and ran headlong into someone. All her books fell to the floor, and they both bent down to pick them up.
"I'm sorry." She muttered looking up.
"It's fine. It's my fault." Ryan replied looking at her. Without looking, he placed a hand down to pick up her books. He felt her hand under his, and for a second it lingered there. He was screaming at himself in his head that he had to lift his hand, but he was paralyzed. He could tell she was too. He managed to pick up all her books and she held them close to her chest again.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Where are you headed?" He asked.
"I'm-I'm going to lunch. You?" She replied using that patented Cohen stutter.
"I am too." Ryan replied. "We can walk together." He smiled a little. Abby's heart fluttered a bit. Was this really happening? They walked along together for a while, silent. "So, I know you have a crush on me." He got it out as fast as he could. She stopped dead in her tracks. He turned around to face her. "It's very flattering, but you know of course it can never happen? I mean we are practically brother and sister." He was surprised at how well he was dealing with this.
"How did you find out?" She asked smiling a bit.
"Seth fell face first into your journal apparently. And it would have killed him not to tell me. But in his defense, if he hadn't have told me that little hand incident would have tipped me off." He looked straight into her eyes.
"Well, I'm sorry." She looked at her feet.
"Don't be sorry. It's normal. You're a really sweet girl Abby, and I don't want this to come between us. Don't hesitate to talk to me just because of this." He smiled. "Now, are you going to lunch or not?"
"Yeah, I am." She smiled back and in that instant stopped seeing him as a potential boyfriend. That statement he'd made was very brotherly. He'd obviously been trained well by Seth. They walked the rest of the way to lunch, got in line, and took their trays over to the table where Marissa, Seth, Summer and Anna were already seated.
"Where were you guys?" Marissa asked as she kissed Ryan.
"We were just talking." He smiled at her, sat down and looked straight across the table to Seth. His eyes told Seth everything. Ryan had that kind of eyes. Seated on either side of Seth were Anna, and Summer respectively. He really needed to choose. He was a one woman man, stuck between to fabulous girls. How would he ever choose?
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Yearbook was not the coolest activity to be involved in, but it was certainly better than the chess club. Abby sat cross legged listening to the editor that was speaking. She was talking about something to do with adding pictures to the layout. Abby wasn't really listening.
She scanned the opposite side of the room and saw that most of the other faces in the room showed as much boredom as hers. She locked onto one face, just one out of the crowd. She didn't know his name, but his facial features caught her eyes, and he appeared to be staring right back at her. She blushed, tipped her head down in a shy way and tucked some hair behind her ear. He shifted forward in his seat and smiled. She never took her eyes off him, even as she tipped her head.
The editor stopped talking and some general comments were made by people scattered sparsely throughout the room. When the meeting was adjourned, Abby gathered her things, and carefully put them back into her shoulder strapped backpack. The boy from the other side made his way up, moving ever closer to her desk. She snapped her bag shut and began to stand up as he approached.
"Hi." He began, his blue eyes twinkling. "I'm David. You're Abby, right?" His eyes were such a close match to his blue polo shirt, and jeans. He looked excellent.
"Yes. I am Abby; Abby Cohen." She smiled. His face was vaguely familiar to her, but she couldn't place it.
"I just wanted to say hello, that you look awesome today." He replied.
"Thanks." She beamed.
"Listen, I was wondering if you'd like to do something on Friday."
"I-I'd love to but," She remembered her punishment. "I can't. I'm kind of grounded for like the next fifteen days or something. I kind of threw this wild party, and it didn't go over so well with my parents." They started to walk down the hall together.
"I was there. Some of my friends made me go. It's not really my scene, so I just kind of hung over in the corner. That's where I first saw you."
"So you've seen me at my worst. That's a comforting thought." She stated rather sarcastically.
"It didn't matter what happened there. I can see there's more to you than that."
"Wow." Abby was impressed. Guys were generally denser than that.
"I'd still like to go out with you sometime. Maybe we can work on a yearbook page together?" He smiled.
"Yeah, I'd like that. Umm, here's my cell phone number. Give me a call sometime and we can figure something out." She scribbled her number on a scrap of paper and handed it to him.
"You mean you can use the phone?" He took the paper, and glanced at it surprised.
"Yeah, I just can't go out."
"All right, then. I'll call you." He replied. She waved and she walked up the hallway to the library. She had a feeling Seth would still be there, even though he said he'd be at the car by now. She had a new bounce in her step that she hadn't felt in a long time. Excitement, she thought.
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"What do you want, Cohen?" Anna demanded as he dragged her by the sleeve across the library. Summer was seated in one of those comfortable reading chairs and he plopped Anna down in the one beside her.
"What is up, Cohen?" Summer pleaded angrily with him. The two of them sat there for a minute, watching Seth as he thought of the words to say.
"Here goes. I like you both, A LOT. But I can't have you both, so I need to pick one of you. Now I don't mean to make you feel like ice cream flavors, but it's just so hard. Summer, you have been in my dreams since childhood. Anna, you are so awesome in every way; funny and clever and very intellectually compatible with me. But Summer, you are so beautiful and you finally talk to me. Can I mess that up? I have come to one conclusion and one conclusion only. I'm incapable of choosing." Summer and Anna looked at each. They were both really confused. "Now Ryan seems to think that I should go with Anna, while Marissa I think, feels I should choose Summer. Well, there goes that option. Can't ask my friends; no definite answers. So what is the only way to choose? We each have to go on a real, sincere date. No drinking coffee in the pool house, and no laundry. Does that sound realistic? 'Cause I've put a lot of thought into this, I hope it makes sense."
Summer and Anna looked at each other again. "Yes." They said in unison.
"Great! Who's free Saturday?"
"I could be." Anna smiled.
"What about Friday?" Seth asked
"I suppose I am." Summer retorted.
"Good, it's settled then. Summer, I'll be by to pick you up at seven. Wear something nice. Meeting is adjourned."
Abigail came skipping up behind him, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Anna! Hey Summer! Are you ready to go Seth?" She smiled at her brother.
"Ah, yeah let's go." He was flabbergasted by her level of happiness. Something excellent must have happened. He raised his eyebrows at Anna and she smiled. The two left the library, and drove straight home. Respectively, they had a lot to think about.
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